I can see them from my balcony, all the children who were in school when the landslide happened. At least, that's what the council said happened. The news never said that we were as far from any hills as an English village can get but that's neither here nor there.
Still, we all saw the school get buried by a great stream of dirt and broken trees. We all tried to dig the children out and we all failed to find a single little body amongst all the detritus and broken desks. There wasn't so much as a scrap of their uniforms to be seen anywhere, like the ground has swallowed them all and spat back damp earth.
No bodies, just blood and damaged school supplies and yet there they all are - dancing in the fields behind our flats like they never even died. They call our for their siblings, their parents and neighbours - asking them to join the dance and come back to the school with them.
Judging by how empty the last village meeting was, I'd say they were listened to.
Still, we all saw the school get buried by a great stream of dirt and broken trees. We all tried to dig the children out and we all failed to find a single little body amongst all the detritus and broken desks. There wasn't so much as a scrap of their uniforms to be seen anywhere, like the ground has swallowed them all and spat back damp earth.
No bodies, just blood and damaged school supplies and yet there they all are - dancing in the fields behind our flats like they never even died. They call our for their siblings, their parents and neighbours - asking them to join the dance and come back to the school with them.
Judging by how empty the last village meeting was, I'd say they were listened to.
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